Chapter 259 Reappearance of the Altar

Under the leadership of that mysterious power, Wang Wujian finally understood what he was doing just now. It turned out to be a confrontation with the God of War of the former Holy Continent. The left and right waves of energy shocked the ruins that have been desolate for hundreds of years. It seems that there are waves of sand and stones flashing by, but they can't see it.

After a few reincarnations, Wang Wujian finally guessed the reason for all this. The dark son in his body sensed a huge threat, so he woke up unconsciously. In the process of using all his strength, he made him blind and deaf, and carried all the damage, so that Wang Wujian was unharmed.

Although he did not launch every wave of attacks in person, Wang Wujian had a different kind of excitement to participate in this shocking battle. Even if bursts of surging energy broke out on his body and waved a knife and a sword incisively and vividly, his face was filled with the joy of being out of the world, as if he was watching two to his heart's content. The duel of a master against the sky, but you don't have to worry about the suffering of the fish in the pool.

"coax..."

Once again, I was shocked by the energy and flew 100 meters away, and then I fell firmly to the ground. I faintly felt that I knocked over a few broken walls, the dust inhaled my mouth and nose, coughed a few times and I couldn't help but stand up.

Wang Wujian spit out the dust in his mouth, while his limbs and body fought fiercely with the air-like Ares. I don't know how many times such a tragic fall has been. Although he is a little angry, he is helpless. If he tries to compete with the Son of Darkness for control of the body, there is no doubt that the end will be God of War. The stars were torn into pieces.

"Fight it. It's better for you two to die together. In addition to the harm in your body, you can also get the dual-attribute primor. Hahaha, fight crazily. Anyway, it's my business!" Wang Wujian smiled and smiled. If he hadn't been able to control himself, he would have danced excitedly.

There were several fierce confrontations. Wang Wujian finally felt the faint pain, but the feeling was very mysterious. He could not find the source of the pain, but he could feel the result of the pain, just like an electric shock, from the inside to the outside, there was no comfortable place.

"God of War, you are really a little Qiang who can't be killed. Even the son of darkness can't hold on..." Wang Wujian secretly competed, "The son of darkness, you have to resist it. I can't live even if you die. If I die, you can't live. Can you use whatever you like in my body? What kind of jade root, martial soul and evil spirit qi are all lent to you. You have to hold on to me..."

"Huh? Where's the sleeping worm?" Wang Wujian looked left and right, but he didn't see it. "Damn it, this damn bug actually saw that I was going to be defeated and ran away first! I know your mother. I'm really heartless. I also swore that I will never put my life in danger. Let your mother's bullshit. I'm here and you escaped from the battle. It's really... I'm so angry..."

At this moment, above the ruins of the huge dwarf, a martial arts spirit, who is shrouded in black light, is constantly waving two weapons, but the opponent is like air and can't be seen clearly, and there is nothing above the ground, just like a turbid land that has not yet been reclaimed. There is no vitality and nothing can be seen.

I don't know how long it will take for a phantom god of war and a dark son who has never appeared to fight. If it hadn't been for the weaker and weaker, Wang Wujian would not have had pain. Otherwise, he would have been drowsy in this kind of tossing fight.

"Are you two finished... Ah..." Wang Wujian's sultry after a long day of sulking finally broke out. At the moment of roaring out, he suddenly felt some strange breath in his body, which is different from soul power, not all kinds of aura, nor turbid qi. There is no source of energy, just like It is a circle, and this circle is shrinking rapidly.

"Look... I......" I don't know where the courage came from. Wang Wujian only felt that at the moment when his body regained self-control, the strange breath instantly filled every corner of his body, almost bursting him up. With the help of his ready right hand, he used his strength to cut out a sword.

A stormy wave that has never been seen before, the density is visible to the naked eye, clearly cutting the air, and sliding impartially to the pre-locked target of the Son of Darkness.

I only heard a hissing scream. It seemed that a stream of blood sprayed out and sprinkled a blood net in the air. After that, the familiar color of Wang Wujian finally appeared on the ground. The color of the land was a gully, bottomless, one meter wide, and immediately the courage of death, as if just now. In addition to hitting the Ares of War, the sword also accidentally cut off the hell, and the breath of death inside surged up along the gully like a monster.

When he lamented that he had just split the Ares Star, Wang Wujian also jumped out of surprise, and the air of infinite death appeared from the ground, and this breath happened to be a source of energy. As long as the Dark Son and the Ares Star are both injured later, he can get rid of the control of the Dark Son and take advantage of these deaths. Qi replenishes the energy. Either it robs the God of War in a car accident, or immediately escapes from this damn place.

Everything was as Wang Wujian thought. The battle between the two came to an end after an earth-shaking shock. A deeper and larger pit appeared on the ground. The breath of death rolled up like a volcanic eruption. The ground quickly condensed into a large black mushroom cloud and continued to expand.

Wang Wujian fell to the ground. The difference was that when he fell to the ground, there was severe pain and numbness all over his body. His waist and buttocks seemed to have been broken, and he was numb and could not move - he could control his body without warning.

"Son of Darkness? What about the Son of Darkness? Oh, you son of a bitch, don't tell me when you leave..." Wang Wujian complained for a long time and staggered for fear of standing up. At this time, he knew that it would be so painful to fall from a height of seven or eight meters. Without the protection of the Son of Darkness, it would have fallen from a height of 100 meters many times, and it would have been an adult meat pie!

"Quickly, enter this circle!" Just as he was at a loss, the voice of Mian Xilong suddenly came from the side.

Wang Wujian turned his head and saw that the condition of the sleeping dragon looked more miserable, younger than just now. It not only did it not evolve, but also regressed for several days. Compared with the pictures in "Golden Cicada Shell", it was more than ten days at most. The circle it refers to is a building such as a protective altar covering an area of more than three feet. A one-meter square exquisite seven-star altar in the center is about half a meter high from the ground, and there are more than a dozen seats on the periphery of the seven-star altar.

"What are you doing? Come here quickly?" Mian Xilong shouted anxiously. With that, he jumped off the seven-star altar and ran in the other direction. I don't know when more than a dozen coffins appeared in that place, arranged in a single shape. The whole coffin was made of white jade, and I didn't know who was in it.

"Is this?" Wang Wujian frowned his thick eyebrows and tightened his handsome face. He was not unfamiliar with this array, which was consistent with the specifications of the altar in the colorful cave in the shadow canyon a few months ago, and he was really implanted with the seeds of the dark son on that altar, so that he had today's opportunity.

The altar seemed to have an inexplicable attraction to him, which made him walk towards it. Many pictures flashed in his mind, but they were all blurred. He wanted to grab it but couldn't catch it.

"Hahahaha..." The rampant laughter of the God of War came from behind. He was seriously injured and could no longer control the transmission of his voice and body. "Mianxi Dragon, can you completely activate the Son of Darkness? Hahaha, is it up to you? Hahaha, I'm afraid he doesn't have that ability. He is seriously injured and can't wake up. As long as I do a little, I can make this stinky boy become ashe together. Don't waste any more energy. Hundreds of years ago, I killed the son of Dark. Today, I will kill the second dark son of the Dark Dwarf, hahaha..."